Deception. Self-hatred. Pessimism. Guilt. Comparison.
An illusion created only to delude the people around me.
The closer you look the less you see.
Perfection-Weakness, Apathy, Destruction
The world isn't just meant to see it.
Smile, Radiance, Allure - Illusions made under false pretenses.
Everybody thinks they know me.
But , in reality , I do know that anybody really will observe the cracks under the disguise.
You see what you are meant to see.
The recollection of moments surrounded by stories made so as to achieve the laughter and the clapping of a comedy well played.
Audience. Loneliness.
Cry. Laugh.
You may see me as I pass you by, but what will you see ?
The achievements that accepted by the socially bound world that we live in?
Everything circumscribed in a loop of a negative film.
A Diary with the protagonist having the name that should have been.
Dear X,
You may read the story if you are ready to face up to the past, and the struggles of the present, as the future is veiled by the endless possibilities of the darkness and the rays of light.
Beaten, broken, but still standing and breathing,
A